My life has gone, on scanty cobalt moons Meager and over, nakedly induced; doubling a deer On the shoulder, on his stage; violently posing his last dance Keep passing, keep staring, let curtains grief; open over faint and barren eyes 23 years I'm ensnared in this place and the leaves keep collapsing They die and they live and die again; while me knees fall Galled with cravings for something to distort me Oh give me a home where the vices roam, and the cannon only fires at the addicts Hold my head under water so I can't breathe